As we live our precarious lives on the brink of the void, constantly coming closer to a state of nonbeing, we are all too often aware of our fragitlity.
IRIS MURDOCHBetween saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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One of the secrets of a happy life is continous small treats.
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Love is the Extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Reading and writing and the preservation of language and its forms and the kind of eloquence and the kind of beauty which the language is capable of is terribly important to the human beings because this is connected to thought.
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So we live; a spirit that broods and hovers over the continual death of time, the lost meaning, the unrecaptured moment, the unremembered face, until the final chop that ends all our moments and plunges that spirit back into the void from which it came.
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The absolute yearning of one human body for another particular body and its indifference to substitutes is one of life’s major mysteries.
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We can only learn to love by loving.
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Every persisting marriage is based on fear’, said Peregrine. ‘Fear is fundamental, you dig down in human nature and what’s at the bottom? Mean spiteful cruel self-regarding fear, whether it makes you to put the foot in it or whether it makes you to cower.
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Jealousy is perhaps the most involuntary of all strong emotions. It steals consciousness, it lies deeper than thought. It is always there, like a blackness in the eye, it discolours the world.
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I felt a deep grief that crouched and stayed still as if it was afraid to move.
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Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.
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But one must do something about the past. It doesn’t just cease to be. It goes on existing and affecting the present, and in new and different ways, as if in some other dimension it too were growing.
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I don’t think I can marry, I’m not fit for it, I’m not real enough. That’s the trouble. I’m a puppet that’s realised what’s wrong with itself and it’s horrible. I’m propped up somewhere all alone, watching the real people go past. I’m propped up crying in a corner.
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There is no beyond, there is only here, the infinitely small, infinitely great and utterly demanding present.
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I’ve felt as if I didn’t exist, as if I were invisible, miles away from the world, miles away. You can’t imagine how much alone I’ve been all my life.
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I just enjoy translating, it’s like opening one’s mouth and hearing someone else’s voice emerge.
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